We fall In the good and bad From the second story or love A Saturday doesn't get much better than this I found a reason I found a reason to bleed Forget the stories that they read to you And don't you worry about anything Forget the stories that they read to you I have a feel that everything will Be just fine Forget the stories that they read to you Everything will be just fine Forget the stories that they read to you Tear out the pages and we can write our own book Divided in two The needle and you We can write our own book The fire that grew Collided with new and grew And grew You won't find the answers If you can't find the question But maybe it's not in me I'm just a fucked up kid With a fucked up head Wearing fucked up clothes Spitting fucked up words to get to you Words to get through I am asking not begging Just asking So what do you think? Don't give this a second thought Cause I don't think I can I don't think I can Cause I'm a bad man But if you think you can I can build a plan I plan to build a virtue But if you think you can If you think you can I'll be on I'll be strong I'll be honestly honestly yours We have a reason to fight now We have a reason to fight And now I'm staring up at the sky Believing Last night I stared up at the sky Believing that the voices The annoying voices Were whispering voices of angels As the world started burning We couldn't feel a thing Cause everything's perfect Everything's perfect
